Your beauty was beyond this world. It could not contain it
anymore. Heaven is where you are from, and to Heaven you returned.
My heart aches so much, I miss you so very much. Like a
gentle breeze you came into my life. But like a wild fire out of control
into destruction, you left my life. You were my friend, lover, wife,
mother of our children—my best friend. You were a part of me and
me a part of you. I lost the best part of me. God says we become
one, and we were. Only half of me lives now. My best part is gone.
My days are long and lonely. I miss your gentle touch, your sweet
caress, the smile you have. I want to be with you, My Love, and
soon, My Dear, I will. I can’t take the pain of being alone; I want so
much to join you. For now I must remain and wait to see what man
is going to do. If it’s a long time, I will be with you soon.
If God spares me, our children will grow up with me. They
have great names. I need to be part of their lives. And they need to
learn to be a part of mine. In here I can’t see our children grow up.
Not to be with them is like death to me. Although you are gone,
they are here. The pain will be too much for me to bear. If I am in
here too long, I need them and they need me—while I am and they
are still young. I can’t see them grow up in here. What good am I
here? As they grow up, they will never know me. I want to know
them. If I am old and grey, they will have their own lives and will not
know who I am. Why stay if it’s going to be a long time?
I miss you, My Love. I long to be with you right now. I don’t
know, only time will tell. I love you always and always will. My love
for you will never die. You were my one true love—my one and only,
my soul mate. I thank God for the time we had. Only God knows
why things happen the way they do. Good-bye for now, My Love. I
will see you again when the Lord comes. I will be looking forward to
seeing you again. It will be like the first time we met—an instant
attraction, only better the second time around. Good-bye, My Love,
my wife, my life. Good-bye.
*I wrote this in 2002, before I had received my sentence.